Up and trying to get some writing done. Trying to finish my arm warmers. Trying to stay psyched for the race. I sit here and nurse my coffee, gulp my water and thank goodness that, for this morning at least, … Continue reading
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So, today was packet pick-up for Run For The Water. I am number 963. The numbers seem to be being assigned by the order you show up (roughly) to pick up your packet. The shirts DO run small, but I was smart enough to get one that is big enough for me.
So here we are, roughly 36 hours out from the 10 mile race.
The shirts say BuRUNdi, which I think is really neat because it combines “run” with the location, in South Africa, that we are running to raise money to help. The goodie bag is kind of light, not even a bag to put your dry gear in for after the race (which kind of bugs me a bit). It’s supposed to rain on Sunday, so not having dry clothes after the race will kind of be a bit of a downer.
I’ve got my outfit for Sunday all laid out and ready to go… all but my lavender arm warmers… I still have one of those to finish. They are going to double as a tail if I don’t need them for my arms and hands. I’m going to wear my purple striped Injinji’s socks and my Vibrams… as well as my Figment outfit. I’m hoping for a couple pictures!!! I’m going to con my family into taking a couple even if I don’t get any others.
I’m really looking forward to this race. I think I can do well. I need to do well. I feel good. I will have a lot on my mind and I know that, but… there is nothing I can do about that, either.
Walk today felt wonderful!!! Left the house, just in time to see a few wonderful morning glories blooming in the 8 am sunshine. It was warm and humid, but not too horrible for the walk.
8508 steps (2000 steps a mile, that’s 4 miles)
8:11 – 9:15
Nearly sufficient, even with a pee pit stop, to not get swept at Disney.
By the time I got home, I was hot and sweaty. And I felt wonderful!!! By the time I hit the door, I was confident that I would not get swept.
I’ve decided that, no matter how well intentioned it is, hearing how much you don’t stand a chance of actually completing a race and how much your even trying to complete it is going to ruin the day in the parks for everyone. It is demoralizing. It’s even more demoralizing when it comes hot on the tail of knowing that I’ve lost five pounds and that I actually did a day in 90 degree heat and 65% humidity at race pace.
I realize that everyone else is much better at this than I will ever be. Everyone. Everywhere. I get it. But I don’t have to be better than anyone except maybe better than I was yesterday. This is about me. I don’t care if that sounds selfish and bitchy. It’s about me. It’s my race.
Post workout… A huge glass of chocolate milk and an omelette.
I know I can do this. And I will do this. Motivation be damned.